Chapter 41 Nine Pole

The spiritual fluctuations of the six skeleton shelves have long been pierced by Kowloon. If he alone relies on his spiritual power, he can't capture these six ghosts at all, but he has the Kowloon Tower, and the Kowloon Tower is their unique move!

Suddenly, Jiulong closed his eyes and suddenly shouted, "Kowloon attack and capture ghosts!"

yin! Yin! Yin! Yin! Yin! Yin!

Suddenly, the sound of nine long dragons came, and a desolate breath of flood and famine suddenly spread. The golden Panlong on Jiulong's forehead suddenly showed its light, buzzing-buzzing, nine consecutive spiritual fluctuations. Nine golden dragon shadows rushed directly out of the body, and the dragon magnified in an instant, up to a foot long The divine dragon virtual shadow brushed and rushed to the six skeleton shelves. In a thousandth of an instant, it went straight into the heads of the six skeleton shelves.

Ah! Ah! Ah!

The skeleton shelf, which was supposed to fight back, was attacked by nine dragons and creaked all over. They could no longer control their fire. Two white bone flames suddenly broke away from the skeleton frame, brushed it, and directly ingested the golden plate dragon on Jiulong's forehead.

Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush! Brush!

Immediately after, two pairs of white bone flames and three pairs of green flames ingested the golden plate dragon at the same time, buzzing, and the virtual world suddenly shook. Three white bone flames and three green flames rose slowly. Looking at everything in the virtual world, they laughed crazily, "Since Barker's virtual world has become a masterless thing, g! Ga! Ga!"

Jiulong knows all this, and suddenly, the huge golden tower makes a majestic voice: "Six ignorant idiots! It's time for you to die!"

"Ga! Ga! Ga!" They didn't know it and laughed again. White light and green light poured down, crazily baptizing the earth and mountains, and the skeletons everywhere slowly appeared. The huge white bone mountains continued to form one after another. They also enjoy it and madly assimilated the virtual world.

Kowloon quietly looked at all this. He was indifferent and came to the virtual world. Even the soul of the god-level strongman was also destroyed by the Kowloon Tower, not to mention these ghosts.

"In the middle of the Golden Tower, Kowloon will attack!" The majestic voice sounded again.

yin! Yin! Yin! Yin! Yin! Yin!

The nine golden dragons suddenly groaned and clinged. They opened their teeth and claws and suddenly attacked, turning into nine golden lights and rushing directly to the six rampant flames.

Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!

The scream sounded again. Before the nine golden dragons approached them, they had turned into white and green smoke, ethereal and integrated into the mountains and rivers of the virtual world. The dragon poured down the golden light again. In an instant, the white bone mountains recovered as before, and the green water were still as before.

Boom!

The Kowloon Tower dissipated, and a Venus rose slowly. Kowloon did not delay. The spiritual perception immediately withdrew from the virtual world. In the inner vision, six mercury-like spiritual forces were directly poured into Dantian, slowly rotating around the spiritual fetus, four golden droplets stretched out golden silk threads and injected into the golden baby. In the son's navel, the remaining two were suspended quietly without moving at all.

Kowloon stared at all this and saw the little golden baby lying quietly. Nine golden drops surrounded him, each stretching out a golden silk thread, constantly providing him with spiritual nourishment. The golden drops without stretching out the silk line drifted slowly and were not attracted by the spiritual fetus.

"Nine are the most extremes, and the Kowloon Tower is wrapped around nine golden dragons. It seems that the spiritual fetus can only absorb nine golden droplets!" Jiulong sighed slowly, "Nine times the growth rate, and I don't know when the spiritual fetus will be conceived!"

With nine spiritual power, the growth rate of the spiritual fetus has increased significantly. At this moment, it looks like a six-month-old baby. The contours of the hands, feet and body are completely formed, the facial features are also well organized, and the eyes, nose and ears are all formed, but there is no consciousness.

Brush!

Kowloon withdrew from the state of internal vision, slowly opened his eyes, and looked at the ice and snow, and the six piles of ashes scattered on the ground. Jiulong sighed for a long sigh, "Now we need to retreat and concentrate on stimulating the spiritual power to make the spiritual fetus conscious. At that time, it should be able to become a nine-level warrior!"

"Moreover, now the Kowloon tribe has been established, and there are no ten-level warriors. If there is a ten-level warrior, our Kowloon tribe will be razed to the ground in an instant!" Jiulong slowly turned around, entered the cave, and continued to rest.

Just as Kowloon devoured six skeleton shelves of fire, suddenly, among the six clans of the Mankra tribe, the miracle of the Qingyan God suddenly fell. Like the Sahal clan and the Chujitailong clan, the same god statue was lowered first, and then turned into a temple. The patriarchs and patriarchs quickly knelt down and accepted Qing The oracle of the Smoke God is attached to the Kowloon tribe.

In the Als Mountains, there is a white bone hole. Barron sat quietly. Suddenly, the white bone flame in his eyes suddenly trembled and brushed! He shot up and immediately cursed angrily, "My six subordinates have died again, plus the previous five, and now they are eleven. How difficult it is to cultivate a ten-level strongman. Between tossing and turning, eleven of them actually died. I have brought a total of fifteen ten-level strongmen from the demon plane, and now there are only six left. !"

"If Bakr hadn't had 15 people, the game of the fire plane would have been lost!" Barron gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "Now there are a total of 18 level 10 strongmen. They can't lose any more. Recall them immediately. Since the Mankla tribe is already in the bag of green smoke, I can only stop, but I will make the Mankla tribe panic and the corpses are everywhere, and let my skeleton army take action and devour them. Mankra crowd!"

"Ga! Ga! Ga!" Barron roared loudly, "No one can think of what I can get. I will destroy the whole Mankla tribe!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!" Suddenly, a rough laugh sounded, and a black fire wave slowly condensed. This man was the god of barbarism. That pair of crazy eyes stared at Barron for a long time, and said fiercely, "Barron, your strong man has fallen one after another. It's really gratifying!"

"Ga! Ga!" When Barron heard this, he laughed, "Who do I think? It turned out to be the savage god. At the beginning, I was kicked out of your temple door!"

"Haha, at this moment, you don't know the reason why your strong man fell one after another, but I know what benefits you can give me except for this guy!" The savage god narrowed his eyes and said slowly.

"Oh?" As soon as Barron heard it, the flame in his eyes jumped again, "If you help me remove him, the Mancra tribe belongs to you, and I will withdraw from this game!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" The savage god laughed, "I'm afraid it's a mantis catching cicadas, and the yellow finch is behind, but I like it. Although I hate you as a ghost, I will help you for the power of my faith. In the Mancra tribe, you must withdraw all your strong men, including the skeleton army you have already hidden!"

"You..." Barron was shocked when he heard it, "How do you know I have an army of skeletons!"

"Hmm!" The savage god snorted coldly, "Your little trick also wants to lie to me. Think about it back then, my savage god was the ruler of the whole fire spirit plane, and I can penetrate everything!"

Brush! After saying that, the barbaric god brushed it and disappeared, leaving only the angry Barron. The flame in his eyes beat rapidly and shouted loudly, "Savage god, sooner or later I will tell you how powerful I am!"

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Above the sky, Qingyan looked down at all this. He gently waved his feather fan and had a slight smile on his face. "One is retreating, and the other is attacking head-on. On the mainland, the power of the ten-level strong man is prohibited by Lord Vulus. If you want to assassinate Jiulong, I'm afraid Lord Vulus will not allow it!"

"Hmm!" Suddenly, Qingyan snorted coldly in his mind, "Qingyan God, do you think I don't know you're here? It's really humiliating to secretly do this kind of rooster and dog thieves! Kowloon, an eight-level warrior, how can he kill a chicken with a cattle knife! My nine-level peak strong men are emerging one after another... And next spring, you will see unexpected things happen!"

"Ha! Ha! Ha!" Qingyan smiled softly, "God of barbarism, then I will wait and see!"